KILLSHOT - Alastor x Lucifer human AU

Chapter 1 - Lucifer

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-Lucifer-

I was so bored, how could my colleaugue really think that someone would truly be interested in just sitting around in silence, while being on a regular patrol? 

Oh, well- sorry! Let me introduce myself first...

My name ist Lucifer Miller- but everyone calls me Louis, or Luci (but NEVER call me Luci, I dare you!!!). Don't ask, my super weird parents gave me that damn name. I don't really know why, but I guess it's because my father was an alcoholic and my mother was under his control- oh how I hate that man!

As you can imagine, I've always had it veeery hard in life, because of this name. But I guess, that has made me what I am now- a cop! As a child it always was my dream job to bring justice to those who were treated poorly, the reason being my bad childhood.

 Now I'm 22, I've had this job since five years now and it wa spretty boring, until- well, how do I put it into words? Well, I'll just say it as it is, there's no reason to hide the truth.

Here, in New Orleans, a mysterious killer has started to lure random victims, leaving little notes behind, mostly in a very sadisticly-funny context to his murder. Most of the time, he left nothing but the note and a limb of the victim, their torso, ...

But even though he left parts of his victims behind, we couldn't find out who he was, it was frustrating! Since four months this bastard was playing this sadistic game with us, surely laughing at our incompetence. I would love to bring justice to him, BUT I was forced to go on regular, boring patrols with that boring fucker named Josh! 

You may wonder why? Well, I messed up. Really bad. Really REALLY bad. We were on the verge of finding the mysterious killer- at least I thought so. I ended up beating up a random man, in front of many people in a corner shop. I really don't know what's gotten into me, maybe it was all the rage for that bastard. He was more than just cruel, he was a monster!

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(Back in the car scene)

"Hey, Josh?", I spoke up after a while of silence. The older man didn't look at me, when he responded: "What is it?" I was fidgeting with the tie of my dark-blue uniform when I answered: "Could we maybe turn on the radio? It's super boring, don't ya think?" Josh exhaled annoyed, but answered: "Fine, whatever. As long as I won't have to talk to you." I rolled my eyes, mumbled: "Fine, still pissed I messed up, hm?" Joshs angry eyes flashed at me, but he kept quiet. 

Back then, when I beat up the man, Josh was my partner for the day. He ended up being blamed for it too, now he hated me. Win win situation...

I turned on the radio, turned the knobs a little, until I found a clear signal among all the static. Some calm, jazzy music was playing and I listened for a few seconds, decided that this was the music I wanted to listen to now. I lent back in my seat and already wondered when there would be an advertisement, as the music was interrupted by a joyful, loud voice. 

Josh and I were startled about the sudden interruption of the calm music, as the man started to talk: "Well hello, my dear listeners! I'm sorry for the sudden interruption of this lovely song, but I promise, that this will make things up!" There was a short pause before he continued:

"During an explosion in a factory in France, 283 workers were killed", there was another short pause, but I could hear muffled giggling, "You- you could say", he burst into laughter before shouting, "Da Brie was everywhere!!" This joke was so unexpected, that I burst into laughter too. 

Josh only rolled his eyes and mumbled to himself: "What a weirdo...". I turned to him and giggled: "Well at least he has a sense of humor- In contrast to you!" Josh grumbled something about how much he hates me, but I ignored it, as the Radio Host ended his talking with: "In an hour I will have new, shockingly hilarious news for you- so stay tuned!" 

I listened to the calm jazz whilst looking out the window and smirked, still thinking about the joke. (Thinks:) "Well, he's truly a weirdo..."